More and less.

Most of the times, we envy those who laugh as if there's no tomorrow, who seems so contented and happy with the kind of life he or she has, who is always full of energy and enthusiasm, who is always ready to give pieces of advice. We see these people living in an almost perfect life, without complications and who got nothing to fret about. But we're wrong.

Everyone has their own set of problems to solve, own set of things to worry about, and own set of challenges to deal with.

They just complain less, and by that I also mean, we just complain more.

My 2013 started with not-so-desirable happenings that I came to the point of having nothing but wrath in my heart. I came to the point of questioning and doubting everything and everyone including Him. But then, in the midst of my misery He's the only one who listened to my constant grievances. After all, He's the only one I could turn to. He's the only one I could be completely honest with. And He's the only one who refilled my life with hope.

With all the crushing difficulties I faced, I became stronger. And, no matter how huge my losses were, I gained. I now have (I think) a deeper understanding of why trials exist. I now have a greater sense of appreciation of what He has given and continue to give me.  I gained friends, true friends. I now pay closer attention to what He wants me to learn and realize. And most of all, my faith in Him grew and continue to grow deeper.

All of us have our own battles to fight, and even though these battles refuse to end, it also refuses to stop refining and polishing us. 

Therefore, like those people who are strong enough to hold back their tears before the world, or should I say, like those people who has a greater sense of faith, let's believe more and complain less.

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